Addiction

There’s a trigger in my brain
and it’s driving me insane
how often I insist it’s faulty wiring
yet impulses persist, it’s rather tiring.
I vow, I plead, I reason
my mind pursues its treason
calm moment of sobriety
restores the equanimity
only to dissipate
I try to hesitate
but timeless faulty wirings prevail
disregard attention to detail
shame and misfortune daunt my perception
knowing victim the taunt of deception
powerless I am humbled
again severely tumbled
into the claws of addiciton
tomorrow my resurrection.

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